That hammering heart..
I could go on and on about it.
I could say how I knew
the meaning of the word
"alive" in that instant.
I could say that I've never
felt safer than when I was
nestled in your arms.
I could say that for once,
I knew I was not going to faint
by thinking of what
that heart pumped.
I could say that your heart pumped
your purpose but now it
has made room for two and it pumps my purpose too.
And I could say that
the sound of your heart
running laps in your chest
is still ricocheting in my ears
and it will reside there to remind me,
to give me a valid reason to stay
when I'm on edge and
want to disappear.
- Crimsyy♡
Little things mean a lot.
YOU ARE READING
Wild Child
PoesíaThe sequel to "Ramblings Of A Storm" Because sometimes a human is enough to drive you wild. - Crimsyy♡
